The next morning Mac and Jo woke up in a tight embrace. They had gone to bed shortly after Mac had apologised and had drifted off in each others arms in Jo's bed.
The sun beamed through the tiny slit in the blinds, causing them both to wake up.
Mac turned his head and admired her beauty in the early morning light.
She had a little bit of yesterday's make-up on her face, and her hair was extremely fluffy, but Mac still thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
He placed his hand further down the covers and rested it on her stomach.
The baby was kicking again and Mac couldn't help but smile at the feel of it.
"It's so magical," he said.
Of course this was Mac's first time as a father and he had not been through the stages of pregnancy and he couldn't believe how wonderful it was.
"I tell you what if this little one keeps kicking my bladder it won't be so pleasant to be next to me", she giggled, as she climbed out of the bed and walked over to the little bathroom that joined onto her bedroom.
When she got back, Mac walked over to her and kissed her lips gently. The kiss started sweet and Jo cupped his face in her hands, making the Kiss more passionate.
Mac returned the gesture by running his hands through her brunette waves.
They parted from the kiss for much needed air and smiled cheekily at one another.
"Wow", Jo said, remembering just how good of a kisser Mac was.
She took his hand and led him out of the room.
"Breakfast first," She smiled. "We can finish this off later after work". She whispered teasingly into his ear…